“You see what you get if we were married?” Frank said.
“What, exactly, would I get?” Janice asked.
“What you just saw… tasted,” Frank replied. “That, and a hell of a lot more.”
Janice grinned at him. She cupped his hairy balls in her hand, reaching out and holding her son’s balls with the other. Pam was hanging onto Bobby’s cock and her father’s prick, her young eyes glowing.
“Please, Janice,” she whispered.
“Yeah, Mom,” Bobby said.
Janice looked at her son, saw the eagerness in his eyes, then at Frank.
“Let’s give it a chance,” she said. “Get to know each other, see if we can be compatible in things other than fucking.”
“But keep on fucking while we’re checking it out?” Frank asked.
With a laugh, Janice said, “As long as everyone is willing, of course.”
She twisted the balls of Frank and her son, watching as Pam’s hands jacked both cocks. They were again swelling into hardness.
Marriage… a new husband… her son, and a daughter… and all this fucking!
She was going to give some serious thought to it, Janice knew, bending down to run her tongue over Frank’s moist cock again, feeling Pam’s hand strike her lips gently as she closed her mouth on the head of Frank’s cock.
Yes, she was going to think very seriously about marrying this man…
THE END
AB-5341 MOTHER WITH THE HOTS
CHAPTER ONE
The water was slightly above 100 degrees Fahrenheit.
She sat in it to her neck, feeling the sensual heat wash about her. Leaning her head back on the deck, her arms up, Marilyn sighed in pleasure.
Around her were the tall pines and the green, rolling hills. There was even a small stream a few yards away. Birds chirped and sang in the tree branches.
And Marilyn’s cunt was hotter than the water.
She was naked as usual. She loved to sit in the hot tub on fine spring days and especially enjoyed being outside without clothes on. It gave her a sense of freedom and, she admitted to herself, a glorious feeling of wickedness. No one could see her — they were miles from any other home here in the foothills. No one ever came around, not even hunters. There was no game here to attract them and the only road nearby was the one leading to their home.
Marilyn had gotten this house in her divorce settlement, along with alimony for two years. Also, she had custody of her son, Donny. Her ex-husband had not fought very hard and for that she was glad. The divorce had been almost friendly. But any love she had for her husband was long gone, as his was for her. As usual, they never learned what went wrong.
Six months was a long time for Marilyn to do without a cock. If she had her choice she would fuck every day — morning, noon, and night. But now she had no choice. She did, however, have her hands and fingers.
As the early afternoon sun burned down onto her, she shoved a hand along her swelling, shapely tits just beneath the hot water. Her flesh was very smooth, like satin. Cupping her tit for a moment, she squeezed the firmness, feeling her nipple press into her palm. A tingle of pleasure rippled down her stomach to her cunt and she felt her clitoris swelling.
Moving her hand downward, she ran her fingers through the bushy thickness of her cunt hair. Parting her thighs, she probed lightly upon her knotted clitoris, sliding her finger down and into the slippery tightness of her pussy.
Marilyn loved to caress herself this way, outside in the hot tub with the sun hot enough to make her sweat. She loved feeling and probing her body with the fresh air around her.
Yet, if she had a choice, she would prefer a man’s hands moving about her sensitive flesh. A man with a beautiful cock she could massage, squeeze, and stroke into lovely hardness, watch the head become round, the piss hole dripping against her palm.
But there was no man here or anyplace else.
The only male around was Donny, but he didn’t count. He was too young in the first place and in the second place, he was her son. That was the order in which she assigned him — first too young, second being her son. She never thought it strange to think of Donny that way but nothing would ever happen between them. Donny really was too young to be interested in girls and he was much too involved with his butterfly collection.
She could sit naked in the hot tub all day and her son would never see her body, not even if he stood next to her. That is, she didn’t think so. Not that Marilyn had any intention of doing anything with her son. But if she were so inclined they were certainly in a remote enough area for it.
She slipped her finger into her cunt and sighed, her eyes closed as she leaned on the deck. Moving her finger in and out of her tight cunt, she fantasized about a man, any man, coming upon her and fucking her.
From an upstairs window, Donny was peeking down at his mother, unknown to her. Maybe she thought he was too young, not interested in girls, but Marilyn was wrong. Feeling the first stirrings of sexual desire, Donny peeked at his mother all the time. He enjoyed looking at her, it made his cock hard.
He could barely see the outline of her tits under the clear water, and his cock was pressing against his shorts with tingling hardness. He didn’t know what she was doing with her hand under the water, but he imagined she was sticking a finger into her pussy. He liked to think of his mother doing that when he watched her in the tub. When he thought of his mother shoving her finger up her cunt, he didn’t feel so guilty about jacking off. To his way of thinking, if his mother could do it, so could he.
He had never really seen his mother naked. She was always in the water before he saw her. But he knew she was naked though, because he could always see her tits shimmering under the surface. Still, no matter how hard he tried, he could never catch her naked.
Donny had seen a girl naked before though. She lived a mile and a half away in another house almost as isolated as this one. She enjoyed having him look at her body, but they had never had the nerve to touch each other.
With the desire to see his mother’s body, Donny went downstairs and out onto the redwood deck. He sprawled into one of the chairs near a table, looking at his mother.
Hearing her son come out, Marilyn quickly removed her finger from her gripping cunt and smiled up at him. He sat with his legs wide, his ass shoved down on the chair. Marilyn almost asked her son to get into the hot tub with her before she remembered she was naked.
It had become a habit not to wear any clothes and a few times she had completely forgotten about it.
She smiled at him, her eyes seeing his young, handsome face with the deep brown eyes. As young as he was, he was tall and had a good body. His shorts, the loose-legged type, rode low on his stomach. As she looked at him, she allowed herself a tantalizing peek between his thighs. A light glowed in her eyes as she thought she could see the tip of his cock. She strained here eyes, and a soft gasp bubbled from her.
That was his cock she could see!
Her eyes unfocused for a moment as a tingle rippled up and down her body. When her vision cleared she gazed at her son, seeing the head of his cock clearly. She wondered if Donny knew what she could see, if he had sat that way deliberately. He had his hands behind his head and face was turned into the sun, eyes close. But they weren’t closed all the way, he was peeking at his mother from slitted eyes, and he knew where she was looking.
Marilyn gazed at the head of her son’s cock, believing his eyes were closed. She looked openly, desire coming into her eyes. She gasped again as she saw his cock starting to swell. The head seemed to poke out a bit farther until she saw every smooth bit of it. There was a churning sensation between her thighs and she moved her hand back under the hot water and to her cunt. Gazing at the head of her son’s cock, she began to rub her hand up and down her cunt.
Marilyn began to experience small but very pleasurable orgasms as she peered at Donny’s cock. She could see one of his precious balls there too and this increased her burning desire. A finger slipped into her cunt and
she hid to stifle a groan of delight.
After a few minutes she thought Donny had fallen asleep. He had often dozed out here, and the way his chest rose and fell evenly now she was sure he was sleeping. She wanted to get out of the tub for a while, but as long as Donny was there she couldn’t. She had not brought her robe out with her, and her large towel was on the table at his side. She couldn’t possibly get to it before he woke up.
Suddenly, with a silent giggle of wicked pleasure, Marilyn decided to take the chance. Even if Donny wasn’t sleeping, it wouldn’t matter. If he saw her naked body, it would make no difference. He was still almost a baby, she thought. Even if his cock was almost hard, he was still a baby to her.
Being as quiet as she could, not splashing any water, Marilyn lifted herself from the tub.
From his slitted eyes, Donny saw his mother’s tits. They were so full and tight, there was hardly any movement to them. Her nipples were very hard and long, he saw. As she stood up, his slitted eyes gazed at her flat stomach — then fixed upon that thick patch of hair. The hair was dark and curly, and he was disappointed that her cunt was so well concealed.
Reaching for the towel, Marilyn turned her back to her son before she wrapped it about her. Donny saw his mother’s swelling, shapely ass cheeks, and the first word that came to his mind was “bubble”. Her ass was like two beautiful bubbles, he though. There was a tingling in his balls and his cock arched up into full hardness. He watched his mother wrap the towel around her body and start into the house. Her legs were very long and smooth, and they excited him very much.
Donny was young, certainly, but he knew all about putting his cock into a girl’s cunt. Like most boys, he had learned about that in school from his friends. He wondered what it would be like to have his cock inside his mother’s cunt.
Inside the house, Marilyn felt deliciously warm and all tingly. She had been naked and close enough to her son to touch him. And his cock — Oh his cock! It had been almost hard, she thought as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom. It was amazing to her that Donny’s cock was so big. “How could a boy as young as he was have such a large cock?” she wondered.
In her room she dropped the towel and faced herself in the mirrored wall. There was nothing about her that would prevent a man from making a pass. She was quite beautiful, with large, green eyes and very dark, auburn hair — the color of a well-worn penny. Her body was still firm and tight, with beautifully shaped tits, a small waist, flaring hips and exquisitely long thighs. There certainly wasn’t anything wrong with her ass, she noted as she twisted about and looked over her shoulder.
Since the day was hot, she selected a pair of very tight, white shorts and a matching sleeveless blouse. On her feet she strapped on sandals. Going back downstairs, she moved behind the wet bar and mixed herself a mild drink. Marilyn seldom drank, but right now her nerves were giving her a difficult time.
She could not rid herself of the image of her son’s cock and the surprising size of it. Her cunt still had that deep, burning, delicious sensation as if she were on the very brink of a tremendous orgasm. It was a fantastic feeling and she had not felt that way for many, many months.
Taking her drink with her, she stepped out the sliding doors and back on the patio. Her son, she saw, was awake and sitting in the hot tub now. She sat in the chair he had occupied earlier and sipped her drink, watching him.
“Feels good. Doesn’t it, honey?” she said, her voice low and she knew, throaty.
“Sure does, Mom,” he replied. His cock was still very hard, but it was far under the water and his mother couldn’t see it. “I should have gotten in with you.”
“Mmmmmm, perhaps,” she murmured, wondering what would have happened when he discovered her naked in the tub. If only Donny were a few years older. The thought startled her and she almost spilled her drink. She crossed her legs and Donny gazed at them. Marilyn was aware of him looking at her and she was starting to think she was wrong about Donny having no interest in girls. He was certainly looking at her legs with interest, she noted. Maybe he wasn’t too young, after all.
“Donny,” she asked in a low voice, “do you have a girlfriend?”
“Yes,” he replied, his eyes still on her thighs. “Well, sort of.”
“Sort of? What does that mean, baby?”
“Just sort of, Mom.”
“That doesn’t make any sense. Either you have one or you don’t. Which is it?”
“Sort of,” he insisted.
“What’s her name?” Marilyn wanted to know.
“Sally.”
“Oh, that little girl down there,” she replied, waving her hand in the direction of the hills. “Does she ride the school bus with you?”
Donny nodded, his cock throbbing powerfully. His mother had uncrossed her legs and sat with her knees apart now. He could see the tight crotch of her shorts and when he looked closely, he was sure he saw the outline of her cunt.
“She’s a lovely, little girl.” Marilyn said. “You don’t see much of her except on the bus, do you?”
Donny shook his head. He was excited by what he was looking at. His cock was almost hurting from the hardness, and his balls had a very hot sensation in them. He wondered if he was about to come.
Unable to stop the feelings within her, Marilyn moved her thighs farther apart. Donny, she noted, gazed between her legs with unabashed heat in his eyes. But it was no surprise to her that he was excited. She was starting to think he wasn’t too young after all. Surely it wouldn’t do any harm to tease a little, to make her son feel good.
She twisted her ass on the chair as she sipped her drink, watching her son’s eyes widen. Her movement had been deliberately erotic, and she was pleased with his response. She began thinking of his cock as she had seen it earlier, and hoped her son could see enough between her thighs. She knew what she was doing could lead to other things, and at the moment, with her pussy boiling, she hoped it would.
Holding her glass up, she said softly, “I think I need another one of these.”
She got up from the chair then, with her back to her son, gave a soft cry and leaned over to look at her toes. Donny stared at his mother’s ass as she leaned over. The tight shorts molded her lovely ass and the back of them lifted. He gazed at the whiter flesh above her thighs, and his cock jerked about wildly. The feeling was so good he moaned.
“Anything wrong, baby?” she asked, standing up and looking over her shoulder at him.
A slow smile came to her when she saw his glassy eyes still looking at her ass. When Donny failed to answer, she walked slowly across the redwood deck toward the sliding glass doors, her ass gently swaying with, she knew, open invitation.
Behind the wet bar she prepared herself another drink, milder than the last one. Her mind was going swiftly, thinking about Donny. She knew, without any feelings of guilt, that she wanted her son… wanted to feel his surprisingly large cock plunging into her cunt.
She stood behind the wet bar, her eyes with a faraway expression in them, sparkling with an erotic fantasy. Her cunt was pulsating hotly and her nipples strained against the cotton blouse.
CHAPTER TWO
She was standing behind the wet bar when Donny came in.
He was still wet, dripping water on the carpet. Usually she would have said something to him, but not today. He stood just inside the sliding doors, and her eyes went immediately to the front of his shorts. There was a most delicious-looking bulge there, and Donny was looking back at her with hot, unashamed eyes.
“I’ve been looking at you, Mom,” he said in an unusually low voice.
A faint flush crept over her cheeks, but it was not of embarrassment, it was of pleasure. Gazing directly at the bulge in his shorts, she nodded, saying in a whispery voice, “I thought so, Donny.”
“I mean out there,” he pointed onto the deck. “I had my eyes closed, but I wasn’t asleep. I saw you… naked.”
“You did,” she said, her voice quivering with emotion. “What did you
see, honey?”
“Everything,” he replied.
“And you enjoyed seeing me,” she said, a simple statement not a question.
Her son nodded.
Marilyn placed her drink on the bar and stepped out from behind it. She walked toward her son slowly, her eyes riveted upon his bulging cock. She stopped a foot from him, her eyes still down. Donny was the same height as she was, and his eyes were on her tits. For just a moment, Marilyn felt a shudder move through her. Then, excruciatingly slow, she moved a hand toward him. Very lightly, she placed her palm against his cock, and felt it throbbing hot. Donny sucked in a breath of air, arching his hips forward to press his cock into his mother’s hand.
Very slowly, they came together. Marilyn pressed her tits against her son’s chest, feeling them flatten out. She brought bother hands to his cheeks, holding his face and gazing into his eyes. Then her lips closed on his and they kissed long and hard.
The searing contact of their lips made them both moan.
Marilyn felt her son’s arms wrap about her waist and he hugged her tightly, his cock pressing against the mound of her bubbling cunt. She writhed her hips against him, holding his face tightly. Then he slowly pressed her tongue between his lips.
Marilyn sighed in delight when her son began to suck on her tongue. The harder he sucked, the more she whimpered with pleasure. When she began to dart her tongue back and forth into his mouth, she could into resist sliding her hands down, around his waist, lowering them to his ass. With her fingers squeezing at the cheeks of her son’s ass, she twisted her pelvis into his throbbing hard-on.
Donny, encouraged by his mother’s hands on his ass pulling his cock tightly against her twisting cunt, moved his own hands down her back. When he clutched her ass cheeks, Marilyn whimpered into his mouth, moving even tighter against him. There was a hot, sparkling feeling racing up and down her body, swelling hotly between her thighs. Her cunt bubbled and steamed, and Marilyn softly convulsed with orgasm. Her body trembled against her son as she came, and her tongue snaked in and out of his mouth wetly. The hardness of his cock against her felt so good she rubbed harder, wondering if Donny would come too.
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